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“It’s the domination and care aspect,” said Rainier. “You do as I say, you be your sweet self, and the more cat-like you act when we play, the more it’ll arouse me. Pups are usually more rambunctious, and plenty like to wear fake snouts or masks. It’s not the same to me. Some cats are more bratty, but I prefer obedient ones. I also like the sight of a collared man, and the paws restrict your hands. With those on, you’re pretty dependent on me even if I don’t restrain you further. I also love the way a gagged man looks.”
“But we’re not doing that bit,” said Felix.
“No, we’re not. The paws, ears, tail, and collar also look so cute when a man’s kneeling at my feet for attention and being sweet, or if he’s under me while I fuck him. There’s nothing quite like a man submitting and acting like a Kitten, and I love caring for one.”
“And you want me to practice it?”
“Yes. If you don’t fully get into the mindset, don’t worry.”
“Tab said his pleasure slave would really settle into the mindset of being a pony, but I don’t fully understand that.”
“Hmm, some people truly feel like a cat in their head to an extent. All of their daily worries in life are gone, and it becomes more than an act. If you don’t, stopping the act and being Felix the human again might be fine and simple. For others, the transition can be a little harder, and if they’re not taken care of properly, it can be quite jarring. Truly settling into the act like that in your head isn’t something I expect, and not everyone can do it anyway. Someone that doesn’t can still be a good Kitten.”
“Okay.”
Rainier cupped one side of his face. “Also, don’t forget that you always have your safety word and signals, and I will never ignore them.”
Chapter Eight
After Rainier left to go riding with his family, Felix sat in the sitting room with his kitty stuff on. The doors to the antechamber and sitting room were cracked open so Inky could come and go as he pleased. The cat was sitting on the floor a few feet away while he cleaned his face.
Earlier, Rainier had a snack prepared for Felix in case he got hungry, and Rainier said he only had to ask if he ever wanted something beyond his regular meals. Felix could have anything he liked as long as the kitchen had it.
Inky had his own little bowls for food and water in the antechamber under the side table, but he seemed to decide that Felix’s looked more interesting since he ambled over to sniff. He backed away from the fruit and cheese cubes and wasn’t interested.
Felix wanted to try some of the cheese so he crawled over and had to eat it with his mouth like a pet since he couldn’t pick up anything with his paws.
Inky tilted his head and probably thought his owner’s new friend was strange. Or maybe he was used to it since he’d probably seen other men crawling around while dressed like a cat.
Felix sat, and Inky eyed his tail when the end moved. His pupils grew enormous like he wanted to pounce.
“Uh-huh.” Felix took a nearby bell ball and tossed it to distract him. Once Inky chased after it, he thought.
Rainier hadn’t given him any specific instructions on what to do this afternoon. The food and water in bowls on the floor were a clear indication that Felix was to eat and drink like an animal. Beyond that, he was free to practice how he wanted. He decided he wouldn’t even speak to Inky so he could work on being quiet. He was pretty sure the cat wouldn’t mind.
The pads on his knees were thick, so crawling wasn’t uncomfortable. He went into the bedroom and peeked under the bed. Cats liked to hide, and he was able to fit underneath. The bedskirt hung down and didn’t touch the floor, and he had an inch of space to look through. Inky wandered in with both of his tails flicking, and Felix poked the end of his paw out to wiggle it.
The cat instantly spotted the pink, and when Felix moved it a bit, Inky lowered his upper body to the floor, and his pupils grew. He wiggled his rear and lunged forward. Felix hastily drew back his paw just in time, and he giggled as the cat joined him under the bed.
A couple of boxes took up quite a bit of space, but when he crawled around to the head of the bed, he found a gap that he could squeeze through, and he had enough space between the boxes. It was darker too, and he didn’t feel like being under the bed anymore. Once he crawled out, Inky stayed behind.
In the sitting room once more, he batted around a bell ball. It was easier if he didn’t smack it too hard and send it flying across the room because then he spent more time crawling after it. No matter how much he practiced, he wouldn’t be able to crawl as fast as an actual cat can run. The bell on his collar merrily tinkled whenever he moved around.
He could also pick up the ball with his teeth. It was made of stiff wire, and the bell rattled inside. Rainier said he had single feathers and some on sticks, but Inky tended to rip them apart in about ten minutes if left unattended, so those were in a drawer. A stick with a string and a fake soft mouse at the end had been placed on a bookshelf. The end of the stick was trapped under a few heavy books, and the toy dangled down.
Felix batted it to make it swing before he laid on his back under the mouse to swat some more. Playing with the cat stuff was kind of boring on its own, but he thought of how much the Prince would like this.
This wasn’t for Felix’s enjoyment so much. The cat act made the Prince happy, and from that, Felix would get his pleasure.
Some stuff he'd done at the whorehouse had been rather tame. One customer who had returned a few times liked drawing all over Felix with special ink and a quill with a dull nib. The designs had been mostly swirls, squiggles, and occasionally a few happy faces. Being drawn on wasn’t that exciting by itself, but the customer was so aroused by it, Felix had started to enjoy it too in a way because he liked pleasing others.
Seeing their excitement and arousal helped him. Rainier wasn’t around now which would make it easier for him to take pleasure in this, but he told himself that he should be grateful to practice.
It would also be easier if he was physically aroused, so he rubbed the flat of a paw against his cock while he imagined having Rainier’s shaft in his mouth. He also fantasized about licking the balls on the piercings and teasing the underside with his tongue.
It wasn’t long before his cock was hard, and he stopped rubbing himself since he certainly wasn’t going to cum without the Prince’s permission. Besides, he’d rather cum on the Prince’s cock.
He messed with the ring a bit and flexed his hips at the extra sensation. Fuck. He hoped Rainier didn’t stay out too long.
